Brooklyn (Kings of New York #3) Read Online Blue Saffire

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Dark, Mafia Tags Authors: Series: Kings of New York Series by Blue Saffire
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Total pages in book: 103
Estimated words: 98697 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 493(@200wpm)___ 395(@250wpm)___ 329(@300wpm)
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As exhausted as I am already, I’m not going to fail her or DJ.

Looking down at DJ, I can’t help but think about all the things this changes for us. I want answers before I throw her into the fire in America.

I can’t ignore the fact that she’s been here in Scotland for a reason. My gut is telling me Oland wasn’t the only reason. However, she gets so angry anytime I ask about her mum. I fear that something else was going on when DJ was sent here.

“For now, I will keep ya hidden,” I murmur to myself.

She looks so adorable in her sleep. I kick off my shoes and pull off my socks, then lower to sit beside her. As I stare down at her, I push a lock of hair from her face.

The thick, dark locks are lying around her head like lush cotton. Her bangs have curled up into springy spirals.

As she sleeps, I think about our future and the things I want for us. I want to buy her a house in New York or a luxury apartment. We’ll get married and have kids.

Once I get things settled in Ireland and Logan is home, we’ll be able to live our lives in New York without having to worry about a thing. We can have it all.

My mind goes back to when I thought she would be coming to New York the first time. I had been so close to kissing her that night. The alcohol coursing through me had me not giving a fuck. She was mine then and I thought she would be with me soon.

I reach for my phone to change the music to my phone and pull up the song that has stayed with me all these years. “Addicted” begins to float through the speakers.

I put my phone down and lie next to her, not able to take my eyes off her gorgeous face. I only keep my hands to myself because I don’t want to wake her. I’m just going to lie here and sleep off some of this exhaustion.

I close my eyes as the music plays. I’m close to drifting off when I feel her soft hand on my face. I open my lids and our gazes lock.

She gives me a smile as she searches my face with her soft brown eyes. Instantly, I reach for her waist and tug her into me. I take her lips in a passionate kiss and devour her.

She cups my face and whimpers into my mouth. I allow my hand to roam her back as we get deeper into the kiss. I break the seal of our lips and look into her eyes when she begins to unfasten the buttons on my shirt.

She’s biting her lip and looking back at me with so much lust. I brush her hair back from her face and take her lips again, this time in a more all-consuming kiss. When she finishes with the buttons on my shirt, she sticks her hands inside to run them over my torso and chest.

“Cole,” she moans as I move my lips to her neck and run my hand over her soft skin.

I push the strap of her thin tank top down her arm and continue to kiss my way down to her breasts. Once her nipple is exposed, I pull it into my mouth. She cries out and bucks into the air, her voice echoing through the cavern-like space.

I pull away and shake my head clear. “Maybe we should head upstairs.”

“No. I mean, do ya think anyone will come down here?”

“Ach, I can’t say, but I don’t think so.”

“Then I want to be here. I want this to be the time and place,” she whispers.

“Are ya sure? I can light a few candles in my bedroom.”

“This place is perfect. Come here, Cole. I want ya.”

I don’t think twice. I move in and capture her lips with mine. As I drink from her mouth, I shove my hand into her leggings. I find the fabric of her panties wet and her pussy soaked.

“Please, Cole,” she whimpers into my mouth.

I’ve been wanting to push my fingers into this tight pussy again for months. I love the way she rides my hand and tightens those thick thighs around me.

I return to sucking her peak into my mouth as she moans and begs for more. I can feel her about to come already. Once I begin to move my fingers in a come-hither motion, she explodes, crying out my name.

Pulling my hand from her pants, I then bring my fingers to my lips and suck them clean. Her juices are like candy to me. I can’t get enough.

She sits up and reaches to push my shirt off my shoulders. I shrug out of the shirt and let it fall to the floor. DJ then reaches for my belt and releases it.


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